Daybreak: The quiet consumes like a hidden river of peace. There is strength and purity that gives release. The sunsets and my spirit rise, knowing it's time to stop asking why. Daybreak arrives, and there is an array of colors, as this journey becomes an adventure like none other.

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Daydreams and: If I were a color I would pick something bright and bold I would not want to be a shallow hue that comes off cold. If I were a bird I would be decked out in a colorful array I would want to be one that added beauty to a gray day. If I were a rainbow I would appear In a kaleidoscope of color delicate and clear. If I were a cluster of stars in the big open sky, I would want to be what keeps you focused when storms draw nigh. If I were a wild stallion running on a sandy beach, I would want to be the jump-start for the peace you seek.If I were a spring of strength that unfolds in this place in time, I would share it with you and be filled with a joy that makes the spirit shine.

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Ducks on the Run: Observing nature, and the fruit therein, I see ducks and their babies begin, a journey of survival, in a process to win another day above ground, versus getting caught in a predators wind, Beating the cycle of life, despite any obstacles of strife.

 

Freedoms Trail: Bound for open waters on an endless sea, my heart is set on finding the key, to a hidden garden, a place of quiet escape, where I can hear the sound of the river when others give in to an endless heartache. Leaving on the next train to faraway lands, Soaring like an eagle above the mundane, gleaning what others may not understand. Looking to experience a gentle breeze upon my face, dreaming of a day spent walking on the silky white sand, I am bound for a place of beauty that holds the essence of true grace. 

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In-Flight: Eagles fascinate me flying so far above. Eagles seek to be nothing but the graceful vessel they are. Regal in stature, they create their song. Moving along the horizon, they know where they belong. Eagles fascinate me, and I have to say: I enjoy watching them take control of their day. Guided by the power of contrary winds, they stay in flight, even though storm clouds press in, as day turns into night.

 

Journey of the Heart: The heartbeats to give life, not death, and it is made to run this inner race, I confess. To give forth its treasure to those who have a need and see the value of the harvested seed. The heart beats to shed light on any who would not give up the fight. To walk in a world of too much talk, and to live as a beacon versus too many lies. The heartbeats to keep it from turning to stone when left with unnecessary and suffocating ties. For within, the heart, a story is told of an adventure not to be ignored that must unfold. 

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Key Finder: Wild waves occur and rafts tip over, lives are held in the balance, and it's time to get closure. Swimming to shore, there is a path ahead that leads through mud puddles of being misled. But in the clearing, I see a rainbow just outside of my reach. And with every step along a sandy beach, I see I am empowered to go the mile, while waiting it out under a magical waterfall, for a while. Until I can move down the path, and let life's beauty engraft, the power to release what was never meant to be, to experience a love that has a hidden key. 

 

Keys of Light: Touch my heart with your spirit, move in me like spring rain. Take me on a new adventure, and let the truth take its aim. Let me experience the light you see and then reflect it within me. Ignite a fire of compassion in the midst, so I may see. Keep watch as I learn to spread my wings, and then Restore in me a quiet place where I can hear the songbird sing. And therein, let this unsettling time become a hidden key.

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Laced in Pearl: Where is the woman, I once thought to be, an equestrian, a warrior, and a butterfly flying free. Where is the provision in the midst of the storm, that always left me feeling a lot less torn. Where is the connection that makes one steadfast, and looking to be quietly confident, and not holding on to the past? Where is the peace to live in an unsafe world, and still create a safe place for a developing pearl? Where's the laughter and the love that others speak of? It is all right inside me, sent from above. 

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Lessons in Love: The gift of light that I experience in you is oiled by a love that I know is true. Captivated with hope renewed, I am resolved to listen and then make a move. Revealing the answers to my aching heart, I am awakened to stand up and take my part. Savoring the sweet pearls of love, I recognize as the song of a turtle-dove. I am released and quieted at the end of the road. I am empowered to let go of a tedious load.

 

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